Snakes.... too many snakes

Dreams can be a troublesome, torturous, dreadful thing. So here, internet; my worst nightmare.
I was running around the kitchen doing a bunch of tasks like in those time management games; every so often running into another room to press a button on the wall. I didn't know what the button did, but there was a screen above it which showed me my next task in the kitchen. After a few rounds of running I forgot to press the button, and when I went to press it the screen was red. I went back to the kitchen to try and keep going, but i heard a hissing coming from the stove. When I turned to look at what was making that sound ("maybe I left the gas on?") I saw a small head with bright eyes lying on top of a heap of beheaded snakes. I realized that their heads had been chopped off by a guillotine every time I pressed the button. I turned to run, but it followed me, and two more were already coming out of the wall. The one I had first seen was preparing to attack, rising and spreading its hood whilst baring it's fangs. When it spat venom at me I was startled awake.
Now I don't know why I would dream of a King Cobra wandering around my house, but I found an interesting story online, although where I don't remember. The story was about a pet cobra that had gotten loose in Canada and forced evacuation of a house in Toronto for more than six months while the snake found refuge in the home's walls. I hadn't heard of this happening before I had the dream, but I thought it was weird that my cobras were in the walls, and so was this one. Note to self: Don't ever get a cobra.

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